“I just need sleep.”“Okay. ‘Night.”I hung up and headed for bed. About eight hours of unconsciousness right now sounded pretty good.Turns ou...t sleep probably wasn’t what I needed. That’s because I don’t think there was all that much of it that was actually unconscious.I’m referring to dreams, of course, which don’t feel unconscious at all. I read somewhere that the average dream only takes a few seconds to play out in the sleeper’s mind. A dream that “lasts” for several hours in the dreamer’s. We spent the rest of that day just hanging round the pool and talking , planning our summer and were it would be best to get jobs, we decided the first week was our holiday we would just kick back sunbath and go out in the evening and have a few drinks to sus out which bars would perhaps employ uswe were staying in Albufeira and the villa was only a 5 min walk to the main strip where all the bars and restaurants were and for the next 3 days every thing was fantasticOn the morning of our 4 day. He couldn’t help it, and compared her to the gym teacher-amazon-goddess out in the yard. James started telling himself that Abby’s breasts were a lot larger than he originally thought. Sure, the younger gym teacher had it all over any woman in looks, but Abby wasn’t so bad. The two women were so different, and the similar too. The biggest similarity was that both women had the ability to fuel fantasies in lonely men. The widest difference was that the goddess was inaccessible on her pedestal,. "Bill stood transfixed. "Why are you here?"Elaine walked over and stared down at Bill. At 5-7 he looked up at Elaine suddenly terrified. She grabbed the Peach Panties from Janice, with one hand, and Bills left earlobe with the other hand. Twisting his ear like you would a 5 year old. She drug Bill into the bathroom."You have 15 minutes to wash and dry these Panties. I strongly suggest you get started right this minute Missy. "Bill, standing in his Nightie, Garter belt, and stockings, quickly.